Empty contemplation of happiness
Grateful drips of gravy run down soggy biscuits and sudden sadness
Running down the sidewalk
Smoked Christmas turkey and spider man pajamas
Lost in thoughts of overpopulation
Curing abortathons
Mixing suicide martinis
Time tracking digressions in servitude
Watching a dream of knowledge sink into the dry river bed of truth
Dreamy ripples ever present are here
Absent as I watch flocks thicken and see the shepherds purses bulge
As their lost sheep multiply.
And all the while the spider men fight over jobs that their children will steal
And my smile withers as I look at my reflection
Just another sheep stares back
A bulge in his pants
And a dream of a blue eyed son and a dark haired love
With a Mediterranean smile
And a magic child in her womb
Warm my blood with the blanket of my own humanity
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